Recent content by Mlwells

Aka lags behind a bit, grabbing hold of Marcus's shirt as he does. When he feels that the rest of the group is out of significant earshot range he whispers to his companion. "This is a new and unexpected, but wholly nice change of events that I most certainly never saw coming, but for some...

It's alright. I've just moved and started my career so I'm lagging a lot as well.

The girl peers sidelong at the dwarf, "I have this itching feeling a ball o' teeth is gonna be the least of our worries. Though I must say I've always felt it's better to rush the trouble than let it take its time." She gives the other girl a light tap on the shoulder. "Mush."

Aka looks questioningly at Marcus. "Thoughts?"

Lanalia smoothly stands up and walks confidently out the door. She looks up at muted sun in the foggy morning. With a near imperceptible narrowing of her eyes at the sky she pulls the parasol out. Calming twirling it, she begins a stroll toward the woods. sorry, been moving and without...

Half closed eyes stare unemotionally at Marcus. "...you have a very good point about the line of credit thing - bah! Stifling my creativity! Well my expertise is at finegaling my way out of dungeons, not building them. That's a rich philanthropist thing. So I shall leave this part of the job in...

"What I am getting at is that our benefactor must be a discerning individual. And our enemies have completed numerous quests before, so this rifraff just won't cut it. Now if we were to get creative, our 800 credit limit won't be so bad - as it is now." Aka takes a breath to give time to...

"Whoa whoa whoa, now." Aka pats the air with his hands to calm everyone down. "Let us not get ahead of ourselves. First off, I am noticing a distinct lack of testing gear in this place. That aside, Marcus, I think we need to adjourn to the side for a moment and decide what kind of dungeon we...

"Hooooooo Bearderella," Lanalia is half-sprawled out on the table with fir, "Do we hafta go back into those creepy woods. I mean, think about it, we're comprised of a ticked-off tree-hater, a seemingly psychotic lunatic, and a doe-eyed lass. This cannot possibly end well, I mean this joke's...

Belly to the mattress now, Lanalia's eyes flutter open. Lifting herself up on her arms, she first does a huge arched back stretch followed by that stretch in inverse. Cricking her neck one way then the next, wild hair moving with the motion, she stoops to the ground and snags a bit of cloth...

The girl gets out of bed and without opening her eyes walks to the bedroom intruder. She places her hands on either cheek of Jessle's face and leans in, firmly connecting their lips. Once the passioned kiss is over, Lanalia returns to bed.

"Mrmble-grgl....gonna eat that dwarf..." the girl rolls off the bed to the pile of clothes on the floor. Throughout the night she had removed most of her gear and clothing and tossed it around the floor, leaving naught but the essentials. With uncharacteristic -even for this one - energy...

The girl takes some paper and pen thy she aquired at some point out from somewhere and sits cross legged on the bed. Chewing on the end of the writing implement she stares thoughtfully at the blank page, her fad suffused calm, calculating thought. When ideas begin to flow, she uses quick...

With little more to do, Lanalia excuses herself from the common room with winks and nods to all. Once she is safely behind doors in her room, the girl shakes herself out from feet to crown and sticks her tongue fully out in disgust from playing her role.

Lanalia remains chatting with the tavern-keep awhile more to protect her cover. When it is courteous to do so, she removes herself from the bar and mills about with the other patrons, just to see if anything of interest happens or she can a laugh out of anyone.